Settling Into Being 50 Years Old

I’ve been 50 for 10 days, 10 whole days. According to AARP, every day 12,000 baby boomers are turning 50. That means that within the past 10 days 120,000 baby boomers have joined my rank as a 50 year old. Imagine that! There are a lot of us fifty-somethings out there. We’re a big, big number.

A Year Older and Wiser

So, how do I feel since I turned 50? Do I feel different? Maybe a little different. I do feel a year older. Now I have to check that more mature box on the survey. Yes, I can no longer check 45 – 49. Now it is 50 – 55, Or sometimes 50 – 59. I can no longer countdown to 50. For those of you who haven’t read my countdown you can find my original blog at a yearto50.blogspot.com. Now, I’m getting ready for my exciting life after 50.

Haven’t heard from AARP yet. Guess they still have me down as a 49er. Or they have me down as registered since my husband was a member. I’m sure they will find me soon, along with the other 120,000 baby boomers who have turned 50 along with me.

I have many more mountains to climb during my life after 50.

Celebrities Turning 50

Ellen DeGeneres didn’t invite me to her 50th birthday party this month. I was disappointed. Maybe Madonna will invite me to her birthday party later in the year. She turns 50 in August. hope I can go. Or maybe the producers of the Grammy’s will invite me to their awards show. After all, the Grammys are celebrating their 50th anniversary this year too. Unlike the Golden Globes — one of my favorite awards shows that did not happen during my 50th year. Nope, no dresses to admire, no red carpet to watch, no jewelry to drool over. How awful to start my 50th year without one of my favorite awards shows. The writers’ strike better settle. Don’t they know that I am celebrating my 50th birthday all year long? The Grammys are scheduled to go on television regardless of the writers’ strike, so I’ll have some entertainment during my 50th year.

I went to the Miraval Spa in Tuscon, Arizona to recuperate after my loss.

Still Grieving After Losing My Spouse

It’s been a month since my husband passed away. Thirty days since he left me. Why did this happen? How did this happen? Did it really happen? To me? To me? To me who just turned 50? It wasn’t supposed to happen. My husband M wasn’t supposed to leave me during my 50th year. I miss him. Yes, I miss him. I still have those 50 tears that are falling down my face — some days, some nights, and some mornings too.

My 50th year is definitely starting out different than I had planned. I don’t know that I am going to be as much of a planner as I was before. Maybe I’ll just wait and let each day surprise me. Life is full of surprises. Maybe they’ll be happy surprises during 2008. I’m ready for some happiness.